"Well i expect they thought they would be coming back to claim their things." Daphne suggested taking the glass with a smile "I am quite sure there is a small fortune in smut in there they are mourning the loss of right about now locked up with all boys." she said with a giggle sitting down on the edge of Blaises bed and raising her glass to mirror the other girls action but pushing her glass forward to the edges clanked slightly. "Cheers." she agreed smiling before taking a sip. The liquid burning hot down her throat made her cough. Daphne had never been a hard liquor type of girl.